I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. I felt sore and full of lassitude. I’ve started to get back into doing my ankle abc’s in the morning, so that gives me a couple extra minutes in bed. But then I hauled myself out to go for my walk. Although I usually like to listen to the morning sounds on my walk, my audiobook was due in three hours when I woke up, and I really only had two hours since I had work, so I started listening to the last three hours at increased speed. It’s not quite a fun, but it’s an interesting exercise in focus. I did manage to finish before it was due, so that was nice.
My color was not called today; a good thing since I had a meeting that would normally have gone until 4, but ended up going over because we had a big topic to chew on. I hope I can get a whole week free of the burden and not get called in tomorrow, but it may be that my streak will be coming to an end. I just have to be patient and hope that the judge rules in my favor on the release from supervision soon.
My tummy has not felt well today. I’ve been feeling bloated, with some sharper pains coming and going throughout the day. It’s probably stress. I have a myriad of stressors that I’m trying to keep a lid on. My therapist commends my coping skills, but wants those stressors to go away so I don’t have to continue exercising those coping skills on such a continuous basis. I’ve been more emotional probably because I’m trying so hard to deal with the things I can’t control.
I went to the hot springs this evening. I usually eat before I go, but I didn’t feel hungry so I just went. I wanted to get there right at 6 so I could get a good spot. No need for that, it turned out. Not a crowded night. I had my pick of spots. I brought my kindle in its semi-waterproof case. Semi, because I lost the part that truly seals it against water. It’s still a good amount of protection though. I read some more of the very last book that Ambrose ever purchased, on July 8, 2024, The Way of the Hermit: My Incredible 40 Years Living in the Wilderness by Ken Smith. I liked the part where he wrote about predators and how they aren’t really looking to attack us, and that if you just keep moving forward, things will get better.
After the hot springs, I had a shake for dinner, trying to sooth my stomach. But it’s still bothering me. I’m not sure what more to do for it. I’ve been using prune juice and stool softeners the last couple nights to try and get my system right, but it isn’t working like it usually does. I’m not sure what to try next, but I think I’ll take something to help me sleep tonight. It just feels like it’s going to be one of those nights.
